A young brony, just starting to get into the show, finds himself one day suddenly waking up literally into the show. To return home, he must reluctantly befriend and aid the world's heroic residents, guided by a voice in his head, all the while trying to keep his mental health in check. His name is Stardust Balance, this is his story.
Short work of practice. One-shot. "Then leave you be I shall, my Queen. But remember, the past will catch up to you. It's purely a matter of time. Perhaps then, I will see your beauty in full bloom."
Part I of the ROTBTFD saga. Stumbling upon a lonely tower within a valley by mere coincidence, a spirit of mischief encounters an isolated magical girl, and their lives will change more than they even know it. They had only just met, but through the chameleon's eyes, they were destined for one another.
Warning: Spoilers to recent season eight episode "Into The Dalek". "It saw into his soul, and what it saw completed it."
Gothel had rarely felt fear for the last seventeen years. And yet with the disappearance of her flower; that particular feeling began returning to her old bones before she knew it. One-Shot.
Two isolated girls, with little people to connect with and separated between a mirror and window, form an everlasting friendship from childhood to young adults that will reach beyond time and space... and tears.
Late Valentine's one-shot; celebrating a whole year since my other current Jackunzel story: "Golden Frost." Enjoy!
Either Twilight Sparkle was hallucinating, losing all sense of rationality, or there was a blue box in the middle of the second floor of her library. Short story made for my young sister; published for her amusement.
"The Valeyard is an amalgamation of the darker sides of your nature. Somewhere between your twelfth and final incarnation." Short drabble (Slight spoilers to Death In Heaven).
One-shot. The moon and the sun smiled at their lonely children, who have found one another, and the purity of light they share. A small tribute to reaching over 150,000 words on my other work, Golden Frost.
Even the most hated spirit deserves some Easter love, right? Not to the Easter Bunny.
It was triumph for the taking; and it was his. One-shot.
Within all beings: there is hunger. And one particular dragon feels it most of all.
If there is a feeling that drives us more than anything, it is instinct. What a better example more than this fallen deprived prince? One-shot.
Imagine being the King of Nightmares, the epitome of fear, the ruler of darkness. And yet... certain feelings kept anchoring you from complete certainty to your goals. One-Shot.